Behold Her

by Emily Antoinette

For all of us who just want to be seen. And railed the way we dream about.

I don’t want to like it, but I can’t stop thinking about people watching me. And thinking about them getting off on watching me. I keep having these dreams about a man stalking me, watching me, and then taking me, and they’re so vivid…It’s crazy—I shouldn’t want that.

Blair: Sounds good. I’ll bring snacks. Mona: Oh, I mean I guess you can bring a guest if you’re hungry, but you might scare my friends. Blair: Cute. Her one-word reply seems as close as she gets to admitting she liked my dumb joke.

“You teased me. Put on a show by the window to drive me mad. Now you deal with the consequences of being such a filthy cocktease.”

“No, you don’t get it that easy. Not after what you’ve shown me. Not after those damn dreams. I’m going to use you all night like the dirty slut you are.”

“You ready for me? I’m going to fuck this tight hole until you scream. Teach you not to play with monsters.”

Now I just have to figure out what the hell to wear on a first date with the man who’s promised to fulfill all my stalker sex fantasies.

“I wouldn’t be here with you if you weren’t exactly what I want, Mona. So stop questioning my impeccable taste or I’ll have to bend you over this table and show you exactly how attractive I find you. Show everyone in here how good you look, taking my cock. Make them jealous of me being the one that gets to fuck your perfect cunt.”

“That’s the second time you’ve put yourself down. One more time and there’ll be consequences.” His thumb presses into my hand enough that the nail digs into my skin in warning.

“I understand I haven’t had the same experiences as you. I want to punch anyone that made you believe that toxic bullshit about yourself. With that said, that’s the third time you’ve mentioned you’re not worthy of being my date. Get up, go into the bathroom, and leave the door unlocked. Now.”

“Open your lips, baby. You’ve said such nasty things about yourself tonight. Time to put that mouth to a much better use.”

I let her back up off me and she sputters and gasps. “Look at you. Such a good little slut, taking my cock all the way down.” My thumb swipes at the mascara running down her cheek. “You look so gorgeous on your knees. So perfect.”

“You know you can’t fuck my body image issues and past trauma out of me, right?” Her mouth quirks at the corner, like she’s amused by the thought. Good, she’s not upset.

It’s easy to feel abandoned when your friends get married or have kids. To resent the loss of their time and energy. My depression only exacerbated that over the past few months.

I-I liked it when he watched me. I want him to watch me, to follow me, then take me. Overpower me and fuck me like it’s a punishment for tormenting him with my mere existence. To tie me up and use me over and over. To brand himself into me with his bruising grip and strikes of his palm on my ass, his teeth biting into me, and the stretch of his cock inside me. I want it so bad I can barely breathe.”

He pretends to be a monster and fucks me like a whore.

“You’re mine. I’m going to use you over and over until you have no voice left to scream my name with.”

I make a mental note of the rainfall shower that looks big enough for the both of us and the large soaking tub. There’s no decor, though, and when I return to the bedroom, I realize there aren’t any decorations there either. It’s like the home of a serial killer

“Damn, baby. Chores and responsible home maintenance? That’s fucking hot.”

Mom claps her hands together in delight. “How exciting! I used to strip when I was younger. Nothing like dancing naked in front of a room full of horny people desperate for a taste but unable to have you.”

Judy cursed Leo. That curse made the brakes fail on the his car while your father was riding with him to a basketball game.”

Oh my god, do you have two dicks?!” Horror and a strange thrill run through me at the thought.

“Holy shit, you have wings?!” I gasp as I see the large, bat-like wings made of shadow appear on his back. He laughs, which pulls my attention to his face. “And horns!”

“Dang, only one penis?” I ask with a fake pout.

“Don’t be too disappointed. I can fuck your tight holes with my tail just as well as I can with my cock.”